The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

While making his judgment, he beheaded the second frozen corpse that was about to climb up the city wall, but more and more frozen corpses came up.

"Arrows have no effect on them—get swords!"

He shouted loudly, awakening the knights who were still in panic. The knights around him hesitated and did not move forward, but farther away, some of the knights of Camelot had already drawn their swords and rushed forward. With the leader, more and more knights put down their bows, and even the knights under his command were led forward.

Without the suppression of arrows, the number of frozen corpses climbing up the city wall increased sharply, but they were often beheaded by the knights who had been waiting there as soon as they showed their heads. The occasional ones who managed to climb up the city wall were also beheaded by the subsequent attacks.

The frozen corpses moved slowly and although they had no sense of pain, they still became targets. Their combat effectiveness was even inferior to that of ordinary soldiers. With the advantage of the terrain, the attacks of the frozen corpses were suppressed for a while.

Ezequiel looked around the chaotic city walls, trying to find the location of the enemy commander or Lancer, but he obviously found nothing.

The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger.

——The enemy’s surprise attack shouldn’t be so easy!

He gritted his teeth. He did lack the effective damage to kill a group of people, but Menechel was capable of destroying this mob in an instant. So... the enemy knew that Menechel was not here - Menechel should have been in Camelot.

According to Minichel's inference, Morgan should have let Lancer attack at this time to force Minichel to return to defense.

Unable to suppress his uneasiness, he chopped the frozen corpse beside him with his sword.

——He doesn’t have time to pay attention to these corpses, he has to go and take a look at Fujimaru Ritsuka!

……

The light of the Command Seal indeed enveloped Lancer, and before the red light faded away, a sharp edge flashed out from it.

The bright silver tip of the gun pierced through all the light and stabbed towards Fujimaru Ritsuka's face. At such a close distance, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't react at all.

Clang——!

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and Altria, who had been guarding Fujimaru Ritsuka, held the spear with both hands.

The dark blue magic power exploded on her body surface, and she blocked the spear before she was forced to retreat.

Lancer's body completely walked out of the red light, and the magic of the Command Spell disappeared, finally only vaguely freezing on the pure gold cup in Lancer's other hand.

"Holy Grail..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka saw clearly the cup-shaped object that Lancer was holding with one hand.

——【Don't be dazed! Morgan is dead! Summon a Servant! 】

Menechel's rebuke came from the causal line, which made Fujimaru Ritsuka calm down. She just raised her hand, as if he saw through her everything, Lancer clenched his left hand at this time, and the Holy Grail was pressed and emitted a turbid golden light, which covered the entire room almost instantly, and the monotonous black and gray walls were replaced by flowing gold.

Fujimaru Ritsuka could clearly feel that her magic power was leaking out uncontrollably at a speed dozens of times faster than usual.

"So, before my battle with you is over, you will not be able to summon new servants."

Lancer's lips opened and closed, uttering solemn words.

This time, there was no Minachell to save the day.

She held the gun in one hand, preparing to stab Altria.

Choking——

Like a sword cutting through glass, a piercing noise was heard and the surrounding gold suddenly collapsed. As Lancer looked on in astonishment, the golden barrier shattered, revealing the monotonous black and gray room again.

There was a bang, and the door was smashed open, and Ezequiel rushed into the room.

There was a detail wrong in the previous chapter. After three days, Gudako should have replenished the Command Spell.

395. Chapter 378 The Legendary First Knight (VII)

395.

2023-11-09

“Don’t worry.” Ezequiel seemed to be comforting Fujimaru Ritsuka, and also seemed to be reassuring himself. He said in a half-joking tone: “No matter how strong the enemy is, he will be defeated if he meets me a second time.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka forced a smile, but she was not reassured by it. The fierce battle under the high tower was still vivid in her mind, and the powerlessness she felt in the face of Lancer's Noble Phantasm was still lingering in her mind.

Even someone as strong as Menechel was injured when dealing with an attack of that magnitude, but Lancer did not show any sign of weakness.

As expected, after Ezequiel joined the battlefield, the situation did not improve with the addition of one more person. Instead, Ezequiel aroused Lancer's fighting spirit.

Lancer, who had originally relied on his physical fitness to overwhelm Altria, now actually used his magic power.

Perhaps because the room was small, Lancer was not riding a horse at this moment. She held a bright silver spear in one hand, and the surface of the spear was covered with a faint layer of gold.

The tip of the spear simply passed through the air, and a crisp explosion sound was heard. Wherever the spear passed, everything retreated - Lancer actually gained the upper hand with just one hand.

After all, I still have to use the Command Spell...

Thinking of this, the second stroke of the Command Seal revealed a deep red magical power, but before Fujimaru Ritsuka could activate it, the voice of Menechelle in the causal line came:

[Wait a minute, Fujimaru. Don't rush to use the Command Seal to transfer me over.]

In the brief interval just now, Fujimaru Ritsuka had already relayed the general situation to Menachel. At this time, due to the urgency of the situation, Menachel's tone was hurried, and he tried to speak in a concise manner:

[It is not certain yet, the other end of the Command Spell is still connected to me.]

Menechel knew nothing about so-called magic, and he had no idea how far Morgan could go - but since the Command Seals were all artificially created, it was not impossible for Morgan to rewrite the underlying logic of the Command Seals.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka used the Command Seal to issue another order such as "Come to me" or to strengthen Lancer, it would only make the situation more complicated.

"Then...then what should we do?"

The clanging sound of swords colliding and the turbulent flow of magic power were all destroying Fujimaru Ritsuka's sanity. She watched Lancer holding a gun in one hand and suppressing Ezequiel and Altria alone, and her mind went blank.

If Menicher made a wrong judgment at this time, it would lead to a complete loss.

But there was no time for him to think it over.

[There are still two Command Spells left, right? ]

"Yes……"

[Use the Command Spell! Make your Servant stop the action immediately! ]

If the Command Spell was effective, even if it could only delay Lancer for a moment, with the strength of Altria and Ezequiel, they would be able to inflict heavy damage on Lancer.

And if the Command Spell is ineffective, nothing worse will happen. Lancer will not be strengthened.

[Listen, if the Command Spell is ineffective, summon a Servant immediately, and then use the Command Spell to transfer the newly summoned Servant over. Then you can escape alone.]

[Morgan is dead, you should be able to return to the so-called... Chaldea]

It was a very cruel decision, but there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't think that one more Servant would be enough to defeat Lancer.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is not a person of this era, so there is no need for him to die with them.

"I see."

His frown relaxed, fortunately Fujimaru Ritsuka did not hesitate.

[Tell me everything you see]

……

Lancer, has been holding the gun with one hand since the beginning of the battle.

This should have made Artoria feel discontented and despised, but at this moment, the enemy's contempt became the reason why she was able to survive.

After Ezequiel joined the battle, Altria did not feel the pressure reduced. Lancer's attacks still fell on her slowly and steadily in a way that she could just deal with.

Altria could feel that Lancer's eyes were always on her.

"Feeling unwilling?"

At the moment when the gun blade and the sword blade intersected, Artoria heard Lancer's voice. Lancer seemed to want to communicate with her, and this time he did not directly "push away" Artoria's sword.

But this also meant that Lancer had a flaw. There was a sound of breaking air behind her. Ezequiel, holding the sword in both hands, had approached within five steps of Lancer without him knowing when. Seeing Lancer turned his head and glanced at him, he did not even bother to gather strength, and the sword blade slashed towards the back of Lancer's neck.

Lancer's eyes quickly changed from indifference to disgust. She raised her left hand, which had been hanging down. Lancer slightly turned sideways, and the spear in her right hand seemed to be fixed in the air. No matter how Altria squeezed her magic power, it did not move at all.

Lancer made way for him, but Ezequiel was prepared. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he quickly exerted force and used his body to drive the knight's sword towards Lancer's face again.

Lancer's face was reflected on the sword, and the tip of the sword approached inch by inch, enlarging and enlarging in Lancer's pupils until it filled her entire pupils.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the knight's sword stopped in front of Lancer.

——No, it’s not time that has stopped.

The blade trembled, but no matter how hard Ezequiel tried, his sword could not move forward any further. He held the blade with two fingers. A light golden glow gathered at Lancer's fingertips, dispersing the magic that Ezequiel had attached to the sword.

It only took two fingers to block his attack.

A feeling of powerlessness rushed into Ezequiel's brain.

"I don't have time to waste on a Saber like you."

The scolding that came to my ears seemed to be frozen into ice.

"It's hard to imagine how a guy like you could defeat Minachell."

Ezequiel only felt a huge force coming from his abdomen, as if his internal organs were being squeezed together, and his body flew backwards at a speed even faster than when he came.

A flash of cold light flashed from below, and Altria raised her sword and stabbed it towards Lancer's face. She seemed to have not expected that Ezequiel would be defeated so quickly, and there was still some confusion on her face.

But Lancer did not give her time to laugh at her confusion. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed Altria.

"In the name of the Command Spell, stop!"

That was Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice.

The red light dissipated, and a pair of eyes were fixed on Lancer.

Lancer kept her hand outstretched, and red light formed in her left palm, creating a blurry shadow - the Holy Grail.

The hand that was about to grab Altria stopped, and Lancer turned his hand away in an extremely unnatural posture.

The dim holy sword landed on Lancer's armor, but apart from sparks, not even a trace of white mark was left.

Seeing this, Lancer's usually expressionless face revealed a rare mocking smile.

"See, you wanted to [play] the role of a good king, but not only did you forget who you are, you can't even play the role of a king."

Altria gritted her teeth.

Without answering, Lancer pressed down with his right hand, forcing Altria to retreat.

"After you die, I will treat Menechel well."

"you--!"

Lancer did not continue speaking. She turned towards Fujimaru Ritsuka as if she had been prepared, and at this time, the sound of chanting a spell was heard.

——Servant summons.

Altria tried to stop him, but Lancer ignored her.

The spearman raised his hand, perhaps out of pity or perhaps out of pride, and there was no trace of magic on the tip of the spear.

It was a pure stab, but Fujimaru Ritsuka had no way to avoid it.

The tip of the gun was so sharp that even though he was not stabbed, Fujimaru Ritsuka could feel a tearing pain in his scalp just by looking at it.

The pain became intense.

A hand grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's hair and swung it backwards.

The moment his body flew backwards, Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the situation in front of him clearly.

Ezequiel, and the spear that pierced Ezequiel's chest.

Ezequiel's durability was reduced due to the previous battle, his Noble Phantasm was sealed, and he was facing the local monster Lancer Altria, so he acted like a small soldier.

Chapter 378 Xiangnan

When the memory gap stops, the memory no longer belongs to you, but is an inevitable event that will happen one day in the future.

His body was pierced and his consciousness was stripped from his body. At the end of the endless darkness, there was a man standing there silently. He was so special that just by standing there, he became a sea, and endless darkness gathered on him.

He has black hair and sharp eyes. When his gaze lingers on a place for a while, it can give people a heavy feeling of oppression.

"May I have your name."

At that time, he resisted the urge to kneel down and said his name in a trembling voice: "Ezequiel... Ezequiel Zirigliano."

He used his last bit of pride to support himself and speak. He had been called "the captain's nephew" for the first half of his life, and he didn't want to bear someone else's name after his death.

"I remember you."